My mother used to say, "Well, here we all are." She'd say it when all seven of us were home at the same time. I thought it today when all our kids came for lunch, bringing all our grandchildren. The three youngest are pictured above. Aria is one month old, Sam is six months old and next is Miss Bug who is almost sixteen months old. Then comes Finn, almost twenty two months old! The fairies are both three. There are lots of them and it's heavenly!
Our good boys
Foxy watching her girl and her baby. Isn't sleeping in the sun dreamy?
Shadows accounted for! It was on and off, on and off with the swimsuits, dresses, fairy dresses . . . I have such summer fever. How will I make it through five more days of school? A catastrophic thing happened to the school's air conditioner and it won't be fixed soon, so I am going to WILT at school all week. I'm going to TRY to be my very nicest, full of love and good humor. I think I'll need popsicles.
